What was genuinely difficult this month — not the version you'd tell someone else?

A grief I thought I was done with came back, sideways.

What are you resisting that might actually be worth moving toward?

Sitting still when I want to fix things. Action has been my hiding place.

What did the hard moments tell you about what actually matters to you?

That feeling useful and feeling loved are not the same thing.

What do you return to when things get hard — and is it still working?

Music — specifically the one album that always meets me where I am.

What did the hard stuff actually point to?

I'm ready for a slower kind of ambition.